LOGINLucy’s POV “Goddess…. Harder…” I moaned as Adam pounded into me, his hands gripping my hips as his own thrust forward with a loud slap. “Do ya like that, precious?” He grunted, his thick rod hitting my core at just the right spot. “Y-yesssss..” I hissed, feeling the telltale sign of my orgasm starting to build. “Don’t s-stop…” he pressed his hands harder into my hips and brought them back to meet his thrusts head on, my legs quivering as he slid in and out with a staggering force. “Goddess; yer gonna make me come, you’re just so hot and tight…” he grunted, slamming home just as stars danced across my vision and my nerves felt like they were lit on fire. “Ohhhh….” I moaned as I felt myself go limp and Adam growled deeply as his pumping became erratic as he too finished along with me. I could feel his hot seed release as he thrust a few more times and then pulled out, his hand rolling off the condom as he tied and tossed it to the trash. “Yer gonna drain me dry, princess.”
Leon’s POV“Surely the council is joking…” I spoke into the phone with my father, a tension filling the car as I watched the residence and all who came and left.“No; they voted last night. The Bastard Prince will be handed stewardship if he completes his mating and is able to procure an heir within the next two weeks.” My father cussed again as he struck something hard over the line, the solid thunk sounding like wood. “After all of the ass kissing and pockets I lined- it all came down to our estate being raided and questions about our involvement coming up.”“It is all being pinned on DuVall and he cannot sway anything to his side anyways. Apparently one of the American’s took his head off while he finished his sacrifice.” The lead omega kept me informed of everything, his report not leaving out any detail. “He had the doctored books and receipts handed over to the police showing that any time a party with the attending people were thrown, we were either out of town or in meetings;
Alice’s POVWhy can’t I be normal and just get on with life? I wanted to be, but any time I made a smidge of progress it seemed like I took four steps back. He was just flirting… But even that small bit of flirting made me feel dirty, like he could see every inch of me and had stripped me naked. Plus, it’s your mate’s brother; you’ll be seeing more of him in the future.The thought made me queazy for some reason and made me wonder if he would continue to flirt even if his brother and I were to mate officially someday. Get a grip; calm down and count to ten like the doctor told you. I tried breathing the way I was shown and focused on centering myself and calming my racing heart. Males can flirt without it meaning anything. I reminded myself. Not everything is expected to be reciprocated.If I was still under DuVall’s system, every interaction I had with a male was expected to lead to sex; something the doctor and I were working on about reminding myself that in real life it wasn’t the
Jason’s POVI stayed well past eleven in the morning, a light buzz from drinking the last few hours making my steps seem like floating. What does all of this mean? I pondered as I got closer to my destination. Why did the councilman want this information about a line that no longer exists and even what does it mean if they do?I had to admit, if a Lycan were to show up now all of the sudden it would be irrefutable evidence of their claim to the throne, certainly ending all plans they had spent years on making. Maybe they were researching in case something preposterous like that were to happen? Even so, the chances that we’re going to happen were slim to none- a fools errand to waste time searching.I could see Uncle Alvin’s residence ahead, picking up my pace to be able to see my fated again. I wanted to tell her the good news- that DuVall couldn’t hurt her any more, that places like the one she was kept at were being shut down left and right. I pulled out the spare key Uncle Alvin ha
Jason’s POVMyra sat down the book and opened it randomly; a few cops snorting, but others looking on reverently. “This is the year fourteen eighty eight of our Goddess Nix in the month of June. I am taking up the mantle of Knight to King Jasper Highmoon the First in service to the Great Pack. I, Nathaniel Hobbson, Son of Bartholomew Hobbson, will serve the Great Pack to the fullest of my self and the greater good of all Great Pack Kind and shall hereby record my finding, thoughts, and feelings, for future generations so they might learn and grow.”“This one is fun! It’s when they go to America!” Roland nodded in approval, his body relaxing some and leaning against the couch. Myra went on reading about things the “knight” did in service to the King, places they traveled, and then eventually the journal was started by another.“It’s funny she chose to start there. But then again, he’s the last entry before it all goes to fuck.” Someone chuckled darkly, a solemn nod going about the roo
Justin’s POV “Goddess; jet lag is no joke.” I mumbled as I paid the taxi driver and got out, getting my luggage and heading to the door of the small factory building turned home. Uncle Al sure has an interesting taste in living arrangements. I mused as I sat down my bag and knocked on the door. I heard a shuffle from the other side as locks were taken off and then the door eventually opened. “Why don’t you…” a cute little blond female stopped talking when she opened the door, her face going red with either embarrassment or worry. “Oh..” “Hi there cute thing.” I winked at her, figuring I had the wrong address but could still make some fun with this new development. “I think I got the wrong address, but my wolf tells me otherwise.” I leaned against the door jam and gave her one of my classic flirtatious smiles. “Hey.” “Oh… um…” the little cutie blushed deeper and stumbled a little bit, my wolf liking how shy she was being. “You’re Justin… right?” She finally asked after a minut







